Thieves In The Night

Synthesized surface conceals the interior

America, land of opportunity, mirages and camouflages

More than usually, speaking loudly

Saying nothing, you confusing me, you losing me

Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury

Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly

Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception

Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking glass

Walking the street, wondering who they be looking past

Looking gassed with them imported designer shades on

Stars shine bright, but the light rarely stays on

Same song, just remixed, different arrangement

Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave ship

Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this

Screaming "brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit

Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick

That they been running across stars through all the time with

I find it's distressing, there's never no in-between

We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens

The deadly ritual seems immersed in the perverse

Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts

Long barrel automatics released in short bursts

The length of black life is treated with short worth

Get yours first, them other niggas secondary

That type of illing that be filling up the cemetery

This life is temporary but the soul is eternal

Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you

Not strong, only aggressive cause the power ain't directed

That's why we are subjected to the will of the oppressive

Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just exciting

Cause the captors own the masters to what we writing

Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained

Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game

Not good, but well behaved cause the camera survey

Most of the things that we think, do or say

We chasing after death just to call ourselves brave

But everyday, next man meet with the grave/Great

I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy

I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that y'all

A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things

Can't just accept the appearance, have to get the true essence

(They ain't looking around)

Not strong (only aggressive)

Not free (we only licensed)

Not compassionate, only polite (now who the nicest?)

Not good but well behaved

(Chasing after death, so we can call ourselves brave?)

Still living like mental slaves

Hiding like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis making you look twice

Hiding like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis making you look twice

Stop hiding, stop hiding, stop hiding yo' face

Stop hiding, stop hiding, cause ain't no hiding place